She laughs. "I'm glad to hear that. When you see him, tell him that I'm thinking of him? You seemed to be his friend". She paces the room. "Look, I couldn't feel it before, but I do now. You're a Force sensitive. You're stronger than before, so I guess someone's been training you? Look, I'm not trying to convince you to desert, or anything, just don't lose sight of the fact that you're a person. You can still choose the light."
Dazed, the shot goes wide, and the lizard man pulls Paz down to the roof, knocking him down with a clothesline attack. "Should have just let us take your girl, friend". He grins, pointing the blaster.
"No sir. I think not." Gailte paused. She wanted to say that she simply enjoyed it too much, but decided against it. "What do you have in mind sir? I must tell you, that I have a high priority mission starting in the afternoon, so I don't have much time."
"You talk too much" Paz draws his Combatknife and stabs him in The Arm, sliding it trough his Flesh down to his Hand and disarming him.
"Fine, but you're better off just contacting him yourself. Wait, are you allowed to use a commlink?" He replied as she began pacing around the room. "Yeah, I am, and yes, I have been training. What exactly do you mean by that? I know who I am, I know what I'm fighting for. Light, dark, two sides of the same coin."
He nods, and raises his hand, and Gailte floats into the air. "Tell me, what has my daughter told you?" She feels her spine twisted by the Force, her nerves set aflame. She's assailed by an immense amount of agony.
The Trandoshan screams as the knife tears through his flesh. He bodily throws Paz back, picking up the blaster with his other hand and shooting Paz in the chest with it. The round bounces off the armour, but is exceedingly painful. He rushes to the edge of the building. "For that, I'll kill your girl".
"I never got his number, and no, I'm not." She puts her hand up. "Just remember that you have a choice. Next time they tell you to do something that you find morally repugnant, you can say no."
Paz gets up and charges him, screaming enraged he grabs him and jumps with him off The Rooftop down on The Street
Gailte's eyes widened as she floated. A force user? She wondered. Then the pain came. And as always, she embraced it, like a long forgotten friend, like a missed lover. She allowed it to take hold of her, to dominate her, to crawl on her and by her. And in it, she found freedom, release and sweet oblivion. She didn't bother to answer, she only screamed, concentrated on her pain.
Together they sail down to the pavement. The Trandoshan falls first, shielding Paz, and the Mandalorian can hear the guy's ribs smashing as he hits the ground. Paz bounces off him, rolling as he hits the pavement himself, his arm dislocated. Briar looks at him quizzically as she pulls the knife from the second Trandoshan's throat. She executes the one from the roof, before heading to Paz to check that he's okay.
'I'm not sure, there can always be complications,' Loreley said, 'It starts this evening, though.' 'Yeah, I think it should suit me,' Tarrik said and pulled another set from the rack. It was a smiliar set of lacy bra and panties in black and she held it in front ot Tarrik, 'Hmm~, I think these would look good on you. Want to try them on?'
He tortures her with the Force for minutes that seem like years, taking her body to the point of breaking, before he lets go and allows her to drop onto the bed unceremoniously. "What was that? I went into your mind, to find the truth. The lust I found there... It was like nothing I've ever felt before". She sees a large bulge in the front of his uniform pants.
She grins, helping him up. "You were the one who said guns blazing. I had a much better plan, but I didn't want to hurt your pride". She puts his arm around her shoulders, and helps him walk back to the ship.
Gailte slowly got on her fours and crawled to Zenobia's father. "I was tortured long time agio and perception of pain and pleasure twisted. Should I take care of this?" she asked as her face was right next to man's crotch.
He looks down at her. "You don't have to. I was able to determine that you'll likely be loyal. Your clique will have my support. Sexual favours will give you nothing".
